In this busy world, Where everyone is rushing to meet deadlines, To make both the ends meet all the times, I wonder if anyone yearns for some solitude? I wonder, If just for a minute people stop, They don’t worry about the road jamming traffic,…

Tiger, Tiger, Living in the woods, One of the fiercest animals on the land. Swift as an arrow, He kills his prey in just one blow. So mighty, so strong, As he roams, Other animals hide inside their homes. What is that? Lightning struck the…

It’s not unknown, The tale about the four seasons, And the symbolism that each holds. So let’s start with the Queen of the Seasons – Spring, Spring Season symbolizes birth. True to its meaning, Nature blooms during this season. Then comes Summer, Breaking the door…

I remember clearly, It was my tenth birthday, My parents had planned a surprise party. But what intrigued me, Was the big brown basket sitting on my bed, With a red ribbon tied at the end. At first, I had thought, Grandma had sent her…

Look around, Nature is meeting the sky. The birds are flapping their wings, As the leaves rustle along with the wind, While the plants wait patiently to unfurl their flowers. Even the Earth is awakening, To witness this beautiful harmony, Of Nature and Sky together,…

The sleeping fighter has opened her eyes, finally awakening to her potential. She has screamed alone In silence for too long, and it is now time to speak and let her voice be heard. She picks up her shield of inner peace, cracks and chips…

Dear Daddy, You still visit in my dreams. I miss you being here, of course. You’d be really old, too. Still, there’s so much I’d like to know. You left so long ago, and I thought I’d remember it all. I do and I don’t….

Melodies of midnight! It may kill you inside But will always heal you back It will embarrass you horribly But someday will be your pride It may be way too sweet But sometimes, also, the spice of life Black. Sometimes too white. The grey melodies…

Summer sun and winter cold are nothing compared to the darkness. Warmth and light, cold and chill can be felt, but deep dark void is empty, nothing, a dangerous place where numbness is contentment, and complacency feels right. No growth happens without rays of sunshine….

I Born in my parents’ hometown. April is the month of bluebonnets.Many pictures of Mom in bluebonnet fields, None of me. My Mamaw lived there, and she loved me. II We were poor. We moved a lot, but it wasn’t hard. We spent most weekends…